Lyrics Single - Killumantii, Omeretta the Great

Single

Killumantii
How you get to run around single but I’m still suppose to act like your
girlfriend?
And why I gotta sit through the hoe phase, and yeen ready to be a real
boyfriend?
And how you get to text other bitches, but when I text other niggas imma hoe?
Saying that it’s only us talking but you got me looking stupid on the low
Fall asleep on the phone with other bitches, Instagram leaving hearts eyes
under other hoe pictures
So when I fall back, he pick up a call back talkin' bout, «bae why you acting
so different?»
«Why stop texting me?
Why you don’t fuck with me?
Why don’t you believe nothing
I say?»
Cause you ain’t legit, and you full of shit, and I am not trynna get played
Omeretta
We ain’t going back and forth with these niggas
Maybe if you act right, you’ll get some act right
Out here with this bitch, that bitch and that bitch
Sayin you love me lil homie thats a fat lie
Go on simmer down, I ain’t trynna hear that nonsense
Tryin me like a worker, Imma boss, like to run shit
How you gon play the coach, thats like washing soap
Nigga really tried me like a blonde bitch, really like a green hoe
You was on my team tho, lookin for my heart that shit missin like a nemo
Kinda gotta question for these niggas as a whole
How you gon compare a young boss to a zero?
We know, you never been with a winner, or had to commit to a person so solid
Moral of the story, if you wanna kick it with me
Everything 100, Everything 50/50
Killumantii
I been countin up hundreds, these hoes can’t relate
Sis, I gave you that and you still watch my page
Ion by niggas shit, ion give out donations
His body count higher than my expectations
Gucci perfume, said he love my new fragrance
Diamonds on me, them hoes dance like temptations
You went from a bad bitch, to shit just basic
The money, the bag, only thing I’m chasing
And I know that nigga mad, he been hating all summer
Bragging to his boys, he been lying all summer
Saying he bagged me, this and that and the other
But in reality you ain’t have shit but my number
(Go talk to yo hoes)
Well first of all your one of em, I’m never cuffin em, I just be duckin em,
then later on watch me do it, I be dumpin em
Help me just bag lil nigga thats a good deal
Red bottom shoes 6 inches, them good heels
How you both broke, but you claim thats your man still?
But the whole damn relationship smell like goodwill
Look I ain’t begging no nigga to act right for me
He say that he want me well we finna see, I do not care theres more fish in the
sea
You gon regret puttin them lil bitty hoes before me (alrigh)
Omeretta
You gon regret puttin them lil bitty hoes before I
If if he don’t eat the booty tell that nigga bye-bye
You dont be callin like I want, gotta treat you like a hoe
Probably coulda been better, but a nigga to fly to be chasin this shit
You makin assumptions, I’m makin a hit
Got me a new bih, he cool, he be chillin
But soon as he trip I’m replacing a bitch
Imma take me a trip to the Islands
Don’t question, baby I like to be private
Talking bout he finna send me some roses
I don’t like that shit, baby send a deposit
I want all that shit that you can fit in your pockets
You cannot carry no feelings, I’m probably gon marry a Bentley
The Greatest most def in the buildin, they got a feelin (oouu)
Back to (Verse 1)
How you get to run around single but I’m still suppose to act like your
girlfriend?
And why I gotta sit through the hoe phase, and yeen ready to be a real
boyfriend?
And how you get to text other bitches, but when I text other niggas imma hoe?
Saying that it’s only us talking but you got me looking stupid on the low
Fall asleep on the phone with other bitches, Instagram leaving hearts eyes
under hoe pictures
So when I fall back, he pick up a call back talkin' bout, «bae why you acting
so different?»
«Why stop texting me?
Why you don’t fuck with me?
Why don’t you believe nothing
I say?»
Cause you ain’t legit, and you full of shit, and I am not trynna get played
And I am not trynna get played